Whoosh!
Three shadows flashed by.
The three of them came out quickly and returned even faster. They were all frightened by Yang Fan's ferocious actions, which could be carried out without saying a word.
Even Jing Er, a third-level Martial Arts Grandmaster, was stepped into the ice. What could they do? Stand there and let him step on them one by one?
So even if they had to admit defeat, they didn't want to fight with this guy who didn't play by the rules.
"Brother, you're so stubborn!"
Mo Yuquan, who had just returned, was stunned by Yang Fan's series of performances. He couldn't help but stand up again and give Yang Fan a thumbs up. "You even dared to beat up the second son of the Jing family. Awesome! Today, the Jing family's face has been completely stepped on by you … "
Slap!
With another slap, Mo Yuquan also fell to the ground. When he was in a trance and wanted to struggle to stand up, he felt a black shadow fall from the sky above his head. Then, he felt a pain on the left side of his face. With a whoosh, his head was also squeezed into the ice hole below.
It's over!
Mo Yuquan instantly understood what had happened to him. He had never thought that the other party would dare to step on him.
F * ck, this time, it could be said that he had lost all his face!
Who was this bastard? It was one thing to humiliate the Jing family, but now he didn't even care about the Mo family's face. He was simply courting death!
Mo Yuquan's heart was full of anger. His blood and Qi were circulating rapidly, trying to break free from Yang Fan's foot in one go.
He was different from Jing Er. Jing Er was just a rookie who had just entered the supreme power realm. Mo Yuquan, on the other hand, had already entered the supreme power realm three years ago. Now, he had even advanced to the eighth level of the supreme power realm!
If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't expect this bastard to dare to attack him, how could he, Mo Yuquan, fall into the hands of such a fifth-level Supreme Power Realm master?
Whether it was Jing Er or Mo Yuquan, they only saw Yang Fan's cultivation as a Qi and Qi warrior. They didn't see Yang Fan's cultivation as a Spirit Reader Master.
Therefore, until now, Mo Yuquan still had some illusions about his skills.
But soon, when Mo Yuquan circulated all of his cultivation base and made his first struggle and counterattack, not only did the big foot on his left face not break and bounce off as he expected, but it even increased the strength of the stomp. Mo Yuquan's heart sank.
Damn it! This bastard actually pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger!
After Yang Fan's left foot had finished crushing the right foot, he muttered, "What I hate the most in my life is this kind of despicable person who likes to stir up trouble and watch others make a fool of themselves!"
"Come on, Fatty, if you have nothing to do, you can step on it too!" Yang Fan waved at An Sheng. "Today, you're the main character, the grandson of the Federation's number one mental strength master. Now, you've fallen to the point where any random person dares to bully you. You can't embarrass your grandfather anymore!"
"That, Brother Fan, that's not very good." An Sheng kicked Jing Er's penis and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I seem to be taking advantage of others. It's not what a gentleman would do. How can a gentleman like me do something like adding insult to injury?"
"Why don't we let them go? They're all men of status in the Federation's aristocratic families. It's not good to embarrass them like this. "
As he spoke, An Sheng's right foot landed heavily between Mo Yuquan's legs. In fear that he didn't have enough strength, An Sheng even used his mental strength to increase the speed of his foot by more than 30 times.
As his foot landed, Yang Fan seemed to hear the sound of eggs breaking. Mo Yuquan's head under his foot also twitched and struggled violently, but it was all suppressed by Yang Fan.
Seeing that Jing Er and Mo Yuquan's bodies were completely twisted due to the pain, Yang Fan's mouth twitched. "This Fatty An is much more ruthless than me. He's trying to beat me down."
Although this kind of injury was far from enough to take the life of a master, the pain was definitely unbearable for any normal man.
How big of a grudge was this for the fatty, who had always been particular about amiability to make money, to be so ruthless?
Yang Fan and An Sheng had known each other for so many years, and he knew that this fatty was just a little sharp-tongued. Even if he had a conflict with his classmates, he would not go overboard. However, he had never been ruthless to any of his classmates.
It was the first time that Yang Fan had seen an incident like today, where he stomped on someone's balls one by one until they burst.
Finally, he was a little more like a man!
Yang Fan grinned. Not only did he not blame him, but he even gave him an encouraging and admiring look.
A warrior should have a little bit of courage. When it was time to strike, he should not be careless!
He was not a gentleman if he did not take revenge. He was about to be bullied. If he did not fight back, what was the point of practicing martial arts? He might as well go home and play with mud. It was safer.
"Stop … your foot!"
Finally, someone in the crowd could not stand it anymore. The King Stage expert who had been standing beside Mo Yuquan just now stepped out. With a gloomy face, he looked at Yang Fan and An Sheng and said, "You are so young, but your thoughts are so vicious. How are you different from evil beasts with such cruel behavior?!"
"Brother Mo Ming is right!" Behind him, in the direction where Jing Er had come out, an old man in his fifties also walked out of the crowd and said, "We are all fellow humans. Even if there is some misunderstanding, why do you have to be so cruel? You two juniors, do you still have any sense of right and wrong?! "
Seeing his own junior being stepped on and his crotch being crushed into meat paste, the old man's mouth twitched and his face was extremely gloomy.
The juniors nowadays were too presumptuous. Just because they had some cultivation, they didn't know what their surname was.
"Fatty." Yang Fan asked An Sheng softly, "Who are these two old dogs? Do you know them?"
An Sheng's legs went soft and his liver trembled.
"Brother Fan, that's about enough." An Sheng secretly sent a sound transmission to Yang Fan, "These two are the old kings of the Jing and Mo families. They are all shameless old things. If you continue to provoke them like this, they will really attack us!"
An Sheng couldn't understand why Brother Fan, who had always kept a low profile as if he didn't exist, suddenly became so high-profile today.
Although it felt good to step on Bojing Er and Mo Yuquan's vital points, the two old things in front of him were different. If something went wrong, there would definitely be a battle between kings.
The three of them were alone. Against two ninth level Wu Five who were close to the peak, would they be able to do well?
This was like hitting a rock with an egg.
"What's there to be afraid of!" Yang Fan glared at An Sheng and said, "Will they let us go if we're afraid? If compromise and retreat were useful, you and your father wouldn't have been afraid to return home for ten years. "
"Don't worry, today, I will help you vent your anger!"
Yang Fan's boasting was loud and clear. While An Sheng was grateful, he was also very nervous.
"Ding!" Your disciple An Sheng's mood is agitated. He is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. His loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. Sect's centripetal force + 20. "
Yang Fan was startled. He didn't expect this brat to be so emotional.
Previously, he had given him a top-grade Runic Secret Treasure, and he had only contributed five points of the sect's centripetal force. He didn't expect that this time, he didn't give anything. He just accompanied him in a fight and bragged a little, and he easily harvested twenty points of the sect's centripetal force.
From the looks of it, Fatty was still fond of stirring up emotions.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
Mo Ming's imposing manner rose to the sky. He directly put pressure on Yang Fan and An Sheng with the aura of a king. "Since you're so ill-mannered, I, your elder, will teach you a good lesson today!"
As he spoke, Mo Ming's right palm slapped toward Yang Fan's left face directly. The speed was fast and the strength was strong. It was obvious that he wanted to smash Yang Fan's head.
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. This old bastard didn't care about his reputation at all. He dared to kill a junior in front of so many people. He really wasn't a good person!
With a thought, the Big Dipper in his sea of consciousness was ready. As long as Mo Ming's palm took the initiative to come to him, Yang Fan would not give up until he cut off one of his arms.
"Elder Mo Ming!"
Along with a shout from the crowd, Mo Ming's body instantly froze. His arm, which had just flown out, was stuck in the air, unable to move an inch.
Mo Ming was shocked. He knew that this junior must have someone behind him. However, he did not expect that the person he was relying on was so powerful.
"We old guys don't need to interfere in the play between the juniors, right?"
"And Senior Jing Ren, whether he is fair or not, we all have our own conclusions. If it wasn't for Jing Yang's provocation earlier, he definitely wouldn't have fallen to such a state. Now that I think about it, he brought all of this upon himself. "
"You have to bear the consequences of your own actions. Moreover, our young friend Yang Fan had a sense of propriety. He would not really kill them. "
As they spoke, a fairy-like woman in a white dress walked out of the crowd. She nodded and smiled at Yang Fan and An Sheng. Then, she turned around and looked at the two kings, Mo Ming and Jing Ren.
Mo Ming and An Sheng were intimidated by her aura. They asked her, "May I know who you are?"
"My name is Ye Hanshuang. I am an ordinary martial arts instructor at Jinhua University." The woman in the white dress introduced herself. "At the same time, I am also the teacher leading Jinhua University to participate in the Land of Spiritual Source trial."
"Ye Hanshuang?" Mo Ming was shocked. "The former Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Special Affairs Bureau, the newly appointed Vice-Principal Ye of Jinhua University?!"
Ye Hanshuang smiled and nodded. She did not deny it. "Elder Mo Ming, you are very well-informed. I was hired by Vice-Principal Yin three days ago. Jinhua University has not officially announced it to the public yet."
Mo Ming raised his hand and pointed at Yang Fan and the other two. He asked softly, "Vice-Principal Ye, you and the three of them are …?"
"They're all freshmen at Capital City Martial Arts University this year. I have high hopes for them, and if nothing unexpected happens, they'll all be students in my class when the new semester starts. Is that reason enough?"
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